Hey guys, glade you like this story! I hope you continue to enjoy it! Now the questions I got for this chapter are: Will they escape again? Will Piper see the boys again? And still, where's Thalia?
Enjoy Chapter 3!
Annabeth messed with her hair as she climbed down the steps to the kitchen. "I was summoned?" she asked.
"Oh, Annabeth dear?" asked Mary, the cook. "Everyone is so very busy, could you please take this food down to the dungeon?" Mary handed her two big trays. "I would do it myself but I have a royal family to feed!"
"I'd be delighted." Annabeth answered. To be truthful Annabeth was absolutely terrified, those criminals were known for their conning and tricks, the dungeon was no place for a young women like herself.
"Oh thank you darling!" Mary cried. "That's so kind of you!" Annabeth nodded her head before nervously heading further down more stairs. Annabeth gulped as she reached a door with two guards.
"What are you here for?" questioned one guard.
"Just delivering food for the prisoners." Annabeth answered holding up the two big trays.
"hmmm…" The guards examined the food. Each of them took piece of bread off the platters. Annabeth felt a sudden rush of anger, these guards were no better than the criminals, stealing food. The nerve! Annabeth thought.
"I'm sorry, I thought I was ordered to bring food to the prisoners, not the greedy guards at the door." Annabeth said. The guards growled.
"They're criminals!" one guard cried. "Do they really deserve it?!" Annabeth frowned and the other guard opened the door for her, she shot a quick glare at the rude guards before continuing. Annabeth bite her lip with nervous tension as the hall got darker, as soon as she heard the door shut behind her she felt like going back. Annabeth slowly and carefully stepped down the stairs.
"Don't get to close to them girl!" warned a voiced. Annabeth screamed and almost dropped the trays. Annabeth turned to see the guard with the keys and she sighed in relief.
"You startled me!" she cried.
"Don't get to close to them." He repeated as if nothing happened. "Those criminals can be very rough." Annabeth scowled, not even an apology these guards were very rude.
"I'll make sure to be careful." Annabeth replied with a frown. As she headed down the dark hall of cells she stuffed a loaf of bread through the bars of each cell. It was dark, very few torches were lit, and the sounds of laughter and the moaning of pain could be heard. It was absolutely terrifying. Annabeth made sure to be careful and heed the guard's warning.
"Now they're sending you down?!" asked a women's voice. Annabeth turned to the cell it came from and saw a young women with frizzy red hair and snake like green eyes. "That's what the third time this week alone they switched people."
"What do you mean?" Annabeth asked.
"Don't you see?" The women asked. Annabeth gave her a look of confusion. "They're too scared to come down themselves so they send unsuspecting people like you."
"I don't understand?" Annabeth replied.
"You don't have to understand." The women answered. "You'll know."
"Who are you?" Annabeth asked.
"I don't trust people who ask me for my name before telling me theirs." She said.
"Oh, well I'm Annabeth." Annabeth introduced.
"Rachel." Replied the women. "Rachel Dare."
"It was very…" Annabeth struggled for a word. "…interesting meeting you Rachel."
"You as well, Annabeth." Rachel agreed. Annabeth squeezed a loaf of bread into Rachel's cell before walking away. She felt a chill race up her spine as she walked away from the cell of Rachel Dare. Annabeth hurried along the hall, there were so many cells, she was starting to wonder if she'd run out of bread. Finally she had made it to the final cell, the one with the thick metal door and only a small window and a food latch to look through. This cell sent an odd calmness through her body, maybe it was because the cell was so protected, or the fact that this was the last one, whatever the reason she was going to get this done.
She knocked on the metal door lightly. "Food." She called to the other side as she slipped the bread through the latch.
"Thank you." Replied a kind voice on the other side. Annabeth smiled and giggled. "What?" the voice asked.
"Nothing, it's just you're the first person whoever thanked me politely down here." Annabeth answered.
"Well my friend and I make it a natural thing in here, it's the only way you ever get people to like you after all." The voice said. Annabeth smiled.
"What is your names?" she asked.
"Percy." Said the same voice. Annabeth gasped, could this be the cell of the same boys who got dragged away earlier.
"Jason." Introduced a new voice, a much more bold voice.
"I'm Annabeth." She replied. Annabeth couldn't help but take a peek through the small window, her gray eyes met sea green ones, and they were the most beautiful eye she had ever seen. "My friend spoke of you Percy."
"Oh really?" he asked.
"Yes she said she had helped you and your friend." Annabeth answered as she turned away from the window.
"Oh, that girl on the street who tripped the knights?" Jason asked. "We've been meaning to thank her in person, do you think she would be willing to come down here?" Jason seemed a little to egger to talk to Piper.
"No, there's no way she would come down here." Annabeth answered. "She wouldn't risk it."
"Oh well another time then?" he suggested. If Annabeth didn't know better she'd say Jason was upset to hear Piper wasn't coming.
"Maybe…" Annabeth replied.
"You have beautiful eyes." Percy told her. Annabeth blushed.
"What?" she asked in a slight whisper.
"You have beautiful eyes." Percy repeated. Annabeth blushed redder.
"Well thank you!" Annabeth replied. "You have some nice eyes yourself."
"You have a beautiful voice too." Percy added.
"You as well." Annabeth replied. Then Annabeth realized she must have been down here for hours. "I should go." She told the nice men.
"Wait!" Jason cried. "What's your friend's name?"
"Um." Annabeth thought for a moment, should she tell them? There were so many Pipers around its not like they'd just narrow it down. "Piper." She answered.
"Beautiful name…" Jason hummed.
"Now I better go." Annabeth said.
"Are you going to come back?" Percy asked with a hopeful voice. Annabeth blushed.
"Yes."
"See you then." Percy told her.
"Yes, see you then." She replied and then ran back to the dungeon door. The guards at the door growled at her as they passed, but she didn't care, she left the dungeon with a big smile on her face.
"What?" a guard asked. That's all Annabeth heard before she left to tell her best friend.
…..o0o…..
Annabeth knocked quickly on Piper's door, she heard some rustling before a reply. "Come in!" Piper called. Annabeth entered the room.
"Piper you won't believe what happened to me!" Annabeth cried.
"What?" Piper asked.
"I met those two handsome criminals." Annabeth answered.
"Oh, so they did manage to escape?" Piper asked.
"No, I was sent to the dungeon to feed the criminals." Annabeth explained. "And then I met them, they were the nicest people down there, I mean it, even the guards were rude!"
"Oh what did they say?" Piper asked.
"Well they introduced themselves." Annabeth answered.
"What are their names?" Piper asked. All she really wanted to know was the blonde's name.
"Percy-as we know-and Jason." Annabeth replied. "I think Jason fancy's you." Piper blushed a soft pink.
"Why would you think that?" Piper asked. Annabeth couldn't but wonder if that's how she sounded when she spoke to Percy.
"He was asking me all these questions about you and he seem disappointed when I told him you couldn't come down to see him." Annabeth answered.
"You think he likes me?" Piper questioned.
"Of course." Annabeth confirmed. "When I told him your name he said it was beautiful and there's got to be lots of Pipers around here."
"Oh." Piper said.
"But that's not even the best part." Annabeth cried. "The one, Percy, has the most beautiful eyes."
"You like him." Piper told her. Annabeth blushed madly red.
"What on earth do you mean?"
"You know exactly what I mean, you like him." Piper insisted.
"Well you like that Jason fellow." Annabeth accused. It's was Piper's turn to blush.
"No I don't." Piper replied.
"Oh don't pretend you don't!" Annabeth cried. "I know you do, I can see it on your face."
"Well you're mistaken." Piper insisted.
"I'm never mistaken!" Annabeth said boldly. They continued to talk about the charming criminals throughout the day. Both the girls were caught in the fiery trap of love and denial, and each of them knew it. The question is; do the boys feel the same way?
Well? How was that? I hope you enjoyed it! I have to say I loved writing the word play! Please Read and Review. :)
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